My unheard voice,Some words unsaid. You think you know me, Naah! There is much hidden Beyond this Horizon. Wednesday, March 25, 2015. Life is not easy, because it was never meant to be easy! I am staring at a blank page. To write, or not to! I had no answer to the q.

Toiling away on my patio cleaning, sanding and painting it, I paused. I saw myself in that furniture. I knew I needed to do something differently. Since then, my first goal was to not cry. One of those things has been DI.

Largely due to continuing frustrations over accessibility of WordPress TBH.

In search of a story worth telling. Events in my life keep challenging my resolve to be brave, and kind. People of authority will forget their power, and abuse others. I will NEVER forget how you made me feel.

Ah but that is where the problem lies betaji. The self is an essential part of the being. If you eliminate yourself from the equation then your life will be meaningless. By putting yourself first you bring balance to the equation. That is how it is sustainable. Uncleji let me ask you something. What is the self? What is the nature of this self? Yes, yes, betaji, th.

Oranges of gold, in settings of ceramic. Lots of people think of the d.

I dont know what it is. I seem to sketch, doodle, scribble one hell of a lot lately. I never used to do that. What was I doing? The though.

It has been this long, but. 8 months flies so fast i dont even realize it.

Ehind the curtains I saw a man. Ver the mountains there was a flash. Ight then wind started to blow. There was pain in my arms. And in my brain I knew the imaginary never existed. Still, the phrase hurts. Walking through the fields one morning.

Rasa pelik tapi aku rasa selesa macam tu. Tak campur lagi dengan pusing shopping malls sorang-sorang. Masuk dan makan di kedai makan sorang-sorang. Anggaplah macam kau tengah baca segala caci maki kata hina dina segala sumpah seranah yang wujud dalam dunia yang fana ni.